My biggest fear for my kids is not that they will be abducted, or join a cult at the age of fourteen, shave their head, wear a bed sheet and announce the second coming. Nor am I deathly afraid of them being run down by a cell-phone talking SUV driving, class A-hole, although that isContinue reading “My biggest Fear”
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The Puberty Talk
Early this year, a friend told a friend who told me that there was actually a family doctor in Montreal that was taking patients. I practically grabbed the information sheet out of my friend’s hand and ran to the phone, ready to do any grovelling necessary to be put on the list. Why such haste?Continue reading “The Puberty Talk”
Over-praising our children
The other day, I assisted a presentation given by my daughter at her school. The presentation was on rabbits and she had been working on it for months. Her partner in crime, one of her best friends, happened to be sick that day, so a nice young man stepped in and helped her out. IContinue reading “Over-praising our children”
Ramblings about my children
I have nothing to say. I have vowed to write a weekly post and yet I find myself staring at the blank little box and now I am flummoxed. Issues with kids…issues with kids… hmmm. The trouble is, I have no real issues with my kids these days. I feel like their growing up isContinue reading “Ramblings about my children”
At the pool
On Wednesday afternoons my daughters attend swimming class. It is unusual that I can come and watch, as my train arrives at the station at 6:00 and it is all over by then. But there are a few rare days, where I am not at the library, and can get to the pool a littleContinue reading “At the pool”
Growing up is hard
Last week I had the first inkling of the different kind of issues my children will be facing now that they are nearing the double digits (or at least the first one is). Yes, the hate letter. That little emissary of girl on girl power struggle, that tiny token of jealousy and cruelty. Although whatContinue reading “Growing up is hard”
I Solemnly Swear to be a Hands Off Parent
It is that time of year again, where the kids go back to school. And for the sake of my sanity and consequently my family’s sanity, I have made a few new school year resolutions for myself: 1) On pain of death, I will not volunteer for a parent committee. The cost of whiskey isContinue reading “I Solemnly Swear to be a Hands Off Parent”
Disturbing Kiddie Trends and Why I don’t like Sleepovers
Last weekend we had two of our daughter’s friends sleep over at our place. Usually I wouldn’t do that, have to kids over at once, mainly because I hate sleepovers which force you to deal with the random whims of other people’s kids. But it just so happened that two of our friends were inContinue reading “Disturbing Kiddie Trends and Why I don’t like Sleepovers”
Psycho mama, qu’est-ce- que c’est?
Yesterday, my daughter and I went on our first bike ride together. She has just learned to ride, and we thought we would take the bikes to go the video store. It was supposed to be a fun time. An empowering time for her. After all, this was her first real big foray other thanContinue reading “Psycho mama, qu’est-ce- que c’est?”
Mom, I feel like I am never doing enough…
This is what my oldest daughter told me this week. It was after her busy day, when we only get home at eight o’clock after an hour and a half of ballet practice. She was lying in her bed and I was tucking her in. All of a sudden she whispers, “Mom, I feel badContinue reading “Mom, I feel like I am never doing enough…”
Lina Branter 